Salazar, Souther – Jus’ Whistlin’
I’ve been wondering lately if I’m not being too easy on these minis. Seems like I’ve liked everything I’ve seen for the past week or so. Is that because I’m a spineless “reviewer”, or is it because the comics I’ve been getting lately have been pretty damned good? I’m leaning towards the latter, but I know I go into these books expecting to like them and the creator has to lose me from there. So, in the interests of mixing things up a little bit, I’ve decided to start this off with a negative comment, so here goes: this isn’t the best thing I’ve ever read. It is, however, an amazing find and it’s obvious from reading this little tome that this guy is immensely talented and going places in a big way. This was the only thing of his over at Kevin Huizenga’s page though, so it’s all I have to go on for right now. Reminds me of John Porcellino, James Kochalka and a little bit of Anders Nilsen (probably just because of the bird), and those are three of my favorites, so he’s off to a good start. It helps too that he takes these influences and goes off in his own unique way. The story here is that the author wakes up early for school and decides to go draw before class. Oh, he also tells us a dream he had and shows us the life of some birds. If that sounds dull, it’s because I’m not telling it right. There’s a genuine love for the world that you can feel in every panel and a childish whimsy about everything. Absolutely beautiful, cover to cover. Looks like I’m going to have to wait a while for that negative review. You can also check some samples of his stuff on that page linked above, but you should probably just send him a few dollars and ask him for his latest at: 106 N. Chester Ave. Pasadena, CA 91106.